Finally, after four months at sea, the voyage arrived at the port of Minahill on the other side of the ocean on a rainy night. More than a year ago, I set sail from this port to the unknown continent of Karimdor, and now, another year has passed, and when I return, it is no longer human. Admiral Dalin, who had gone to the other side of the ocean with him, was no longer there, and Gianna was also left behind in Karimdor.

In the rain curtain, draped in a raincoat, Reginald continued to talk to Varian, and they were in constant conversation along the way, thinking about the future of Stormwind and what to do when they arrived in Stormwind. Do you want to enter through the front door, or through the back door, or fly in with a griffon......

It's just that none of this is what Ares is worried about, and Ares remembers the visions he and Gianna saw in the Cave of Time that day. A black dragon roared and hovered over Stormwind, raining waves of fire on the city, the streets and houses wrapped in scorching flames, the innocent people burned to ashes under the flaming storm, the children cried, the old people screamed. And such a picture does not seem to be caused by Deathwing. It's the daughter of Deathwing, Onexia...... Ares pondered many details, such as the appearance of two kings and two Varians in the vision...... There are no Night Elves in Stormwind, etc...... These details all reveal a signal, that is, this trip to Stormwind City may not be as simple as in history. Perhaps Onexia, who is forced to jump over the wall, will directly transform into a dragon and rain down flames on the city.

"What are you thinking about?"

As she pondered, Valeera patted Ares on the shoulder from behind. After four months of getting along, she was like a good buddy, putting her hand on Ares' shoulder casually.

"Hmm...... Nothing, I'm thinking, why are you so pretty? It's a shame to be an Assassin. ”

Taking Valeera's hand, Ares said with a wicked grin. Of course, like Valeera, Ares just treats this blood elf thief like a buddy at this time, and can joke and play at will, and has no other ideas.

"Such a poor mouth, your woman is still waiting for you on the other side of the ocean, do she know that you are so naughty?"

Valera said.

Speaking of Gianna, Ares' face immediately turned bad. If there is no thought, it is false, just like a kite flying far away, no matter how far it flies, it is always disturbed by that thin thread, and Gianna is that matchmaker. Feelings are a wonderful thing, inexplicable, complicated, and so complex that they can't be justified. One of the things Ares has always felt proud of is that Gianna didn't cheat, at least Dalin died honorably at the feet of Cthun, not by his own daughter and the orcs.

"What's wrong? When it comes to your woman, you're in a bad mood? ”

Seeing that Ares's face was a little ugly, Valera also stopped playing and asked with a little concern. It's like a child who says the wrong thing.

"Well, a little bit, indeed. Valeera, I don't even know when the next time I'll be back in Theramore, I don't know when Gianna will be in front of me in the future. ”

Ares whispered.

There were many porters on the docks, who lived or temporarily lived near the harbour, and when a ship docked, they would go up to help unload the cargo, and the captain would usually give some tips, which was the main source of income for the dock workers. Even on rainy nights, these dockers don't give up the opportunity to make money. And the ship carrying Varian and Ares looked like a big ship, a large ship of the ocean class, and the trade income from a trip to sea could be described as huge, and the captain would definitely not hesitate to tip this little. So, the dock workers put on raincoats overnight and had to come to the shore to help the captain unload the cargo. It's just that tonight, there are a little too many of these dockers.

They wore raincoats and high hats, and in the drizzling night rain, they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Valeera, go to Varian's side, stay safe, I feel something is wrong around here."

While carrying the goods, Ares noticed this strange atmosphere. In general, dockers are rough men, and they talk and shout while they work. But at the moment, this group of people is not like this, they are carrying the goods silently, without a trace of boldness and enthusiasm to talk about the atmosphere.

Coupled with the heavy raincoat and the ticking sound of the rain hitting it, Ares instinctively felt a hint of hostility.

Soon, this hunch was confirmed. Just as Valilla walked behind Varian, two dark figures suddenly flashed out from Varian's side, even though it was a little far away, Ares could see clearly the weapon in the hands of the two men in black - the Shadow Dagger!

"Lagash!"

Valera shouted, her eyes glazed out, she was only one step away from Varian, but it wasn't too short for her to swing her dagger to protect the ghost wolf.

However, ghost wolves are not vegetarians either. Even as he spoke with Reginald, Varian was wary of everything in the dark. The moment the two Assassins rushed forward, Varian pushed Reginade away, and then threw a punch at the Shadow Assassin. The Shadow Assassin was instantly smashed to the brink and bleeding, while the other assassin stabbed the dagger into Varian's back.

Varian, the ghost wolf, roared, endured the pain, and elbowed his opponent, knocking the assassin to the ground. Powerful forces killed him almost immediately. The assassin fell to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nostrils.

Not far away, the dock was already full of fighting. It was not just two Assassins who attacked the fleet, but an entire group of Assassins. Those dock workers just now were just killers who had been ambushed here in advance.

"Ragash?"

Valera asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, go protect the others!"

Covering the wound under his ribs, Varian shouted. On a rainy night, the rain and blood mixed together, and the diluted blood dripped from the palms of the hands.

On the other side, Ares drew his greatsword, the sword of holy light shining with brilliant golden light at any time and place. On a rainy night, it wielded like a charged lightsaber, with a glimmer of light, slashing human assassins to the ground. Blood poured out of their fragile bodies, quickly staining the deck of the dock red.

Although there were a large number of assassins, the team they attacked was a skeleton-level existence. The Ember Bringer, the King of Stormwind, and the Wolf King of Gilneth are enough to defeat a hundred ...... each of them alone The battle ended with a screech of assassinations as if cattle were being slaughtered, and Valeera stepped up and stomped on one of the Assassins' back......